Long Infomercials Poems

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Premium Member The Book of Genesis - Logos Invictus

In the beginning, the Word stood alone,
A solitary witness to creation.
Its single nascent syllable was pleasant in tone,
But found itself in need of conversation.

In the beginning, the Word harnessed time,
Till language lit the darkness of existence.
It wove an epic narrative of meter and rhyme
For Echo to get jiggy with Narcissus.

In the beginning, the Word could be heard
To lend its voice to vendors hawking merch.
It sacrificed its soul to play the mockingbird,
Dispensing infomercials from its perch.

In the beginning, the Word was pristine,
But soon became corrupted by the Man.
Xenophobic buzzwords vented venom from spleen.
Political invective fouled the land.

In the beginning, the Word learned deceit,
Revealing innuendo like a stripper,  
Commemorating Salomé’s sinister feat
With tropes and taglines framed as sacred scripture.

In the beginning, the Word stood in awe,
Aware of its potential for abuse. 
It sifted man from superman by quoting Bernard Shaw,
Then authorized The Tales of Mother Goose.
Form: Lyric


Hope Among The Rubble

Hope Among The Rubble

Lego gangsta rap telling truth from inside Irans regime
Another political trap selling the youth out to be redeemed
The sound of a unified clap as the population is demeaned
Another international mishap that could cause a quiet man to scream

Unimaginable consequences that play out on the global stage
Unfathomable instances that cause a malevolent narcissist to rage
Inconceivable happenstances that are appearing on histories page
Irredeemable incidents occurring as they silence a visionary sage

Economic collapse looming upon every possible horizon and shore
Moronic demented relapses that leave you questioning what it’s all for
Subsonic missiles retract as they mine the ocean floor
Bubonic particles exact themselves upon the greedy and the poor

Ambitious universal moral urgency forces a meeting of minds
Suspicious controversial resurgence of a refining of the times
Auspicious infomercials divergence from ethics that mimic a lie or a mime
Pernicious propaganda converges as the age is redefined

Reflections from a mind that ponders only upon the wise
Deflections from a ruling class that has long avoided its own demise
Detections from a leader that’s crass that has collided with his own compromise
Injections of aggression and advertising that need to be revised

Twighlight being the rarest space for beauty and reprieve
Highlight the hope among the mess as the masses are deceived
Insight for both the young and old as they fight to accurately perceive
Delight for one who has the might among this to create and to conceive

The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz
Form: Rhyme

Leaning On the Lamp Post of My Dreams

Cossack Cowboys
Riding Llamas
That they dress
In pink pajamas
Teeny boppers
Blowing bubbles
Biker chicks
Causing trouble
Nuns in Habits
Punks in chains
One or two
Of the deranged
Rubbing Buddha belly
Cravers
And the band
Harvey Danger
David Bowie
Elton John
Both of them
With Spacesuits on
Vegetarians 
Eating chicken
Love it fried
Finger licking
In a line to 
Meet and greet Obama
Now I wish
I'd brought my Mama
On the T.V. 
Slicing, Dicing
Infomercials
Are enlightening
Lindsey Lohan
There's more trouble
Send the Police
On the double
Michael Jackson
With his monkey
Chandelier
Swinging junkies
Bottle Rocket 
Ridding crickets
Dolly Parton 
Doing dishes
Tubs of Crisco 
Set for wrestling 
Bee Gees do be 
Disco dancing
With Bruce Jenner 
Wearing makeup
Dolly's kitchen 
Filled with soap suds
Rubber band
Bumper babies
Call me odd
Don't call me crazy
Shooting stars
Carry Uzis
Washed up stars
Drink beer in Koozies
Donnie Osmond
Singing show tunes
As Marie blows 
Animal balloons
Circus Barkers
And their Minions
Waylon left us
Shooter Jennings
Heidi Klum
Without makeup
To say the least
She looks a bit rough
American flags
As rainbow banners
Peal, scratch, and sniff
Talking bananas
Hookha smoking
Manatees
Oh yea...
and then there's me
These are just a few of the things that lean
On the lamp post of my dreams
Form: Rhyme

Volatile Hazardous Noxious Material

Volatile Hazardous Noxious Material...

Spews out the maw
bare n paws size of a bear
yes, him Donald Trump
with maniacal glare
gussied up as inane
name calling offensive

analogous to an overstuffed
ego freezing cold stare
putrid enfilade flatulence issuing
from his doughy derriere
smug with a smirk, the
Grinch would sleigh deer,

where aroma of venison
shish kabob filling the air
his degrading hashtagged lipped
puckered tripe packs a wallop
with palpable fear,
that such juvenile beast smear

ring will define opponents
like prey caught between crosshair,
especially worrisome trapping
vying potential presidential candidates
leaving socialist liberal
reputations in total disrepair

free doling "FAKE" infomercials
nary reducing status as bajillionaire
playing for keeps commander in chief
finagling constitution if necessary
apropos to mutineer
similar to GMO crafted by topnotch

University of Pennsylvania 
(Whar torn) bioengineer
imprisoning protesters, who do not share
self indulgence dressed up as debonair
bigoted, egregiously impious buccaneer
running democracy into the ground

all the while erecting towering
complex edifices declare
ring dictatorial henchmen to commandeer
swaths of gerrymandered districts
population forced to puff their

light brown dyed
(in the wool) sprayed hair
groomed swiftly tailored harried flare
ring styled matching couture identical
to an emperor in new clothes,
i.e. essentially buck naked bare

as a newborn babe throwing tantrum
while strapped into
Taj Mahal sized high chair
that bestrides a golf course
encompassing the entire Northern hemisphere.

Premium Member All To Be Content

TV- you see allot of dumb stuff, 
 you hear their commercials… 
clever, yet they holler, isn't this enough, 
they bombard you with paid infomercials, 

We’ve turned it off, switched to DVD's 
an our computer, xbox came an gone, 
they changed to reality, pushing BVD's 
we collect our movie CDs, too, hang on, 

News is all about current fear 
another device they have in use, 
sure, we want to stay current to hear 
weather, crime, meds, world event news, 

TV, pods an our music is essential 
pageants also game shows, soaps too, 
late night talk, comedy central 
entertainment, see us USA, what we do, 

Also radio will always be here... 
what else will they use, brew or invent, 
what will get us back in our lounge chair 
food, fashion, gadgets, all to be content


Happy Ending

Things between us have changed. 
Pretending only presents the underlying problem. 
We spend our time in seperate rooms.
The television on two seperate channels.
Still unable to find what we're looking for.
Demanding peace unwilling to press for change. 
The thing's we said we'd never do.
Complete faith that we'd never walk pass each other.
So much as a single word.
Strangers in wait that it will get better.
If it isn't you, I can't go on.
Good or bad.
Being forced to pretend that everything is alright.
Another show airs.
Demanding attention else where. 
I am trying,
But can't keep flipping past the infomercials without being tempted.
Searching for a happy ending

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